I will put my ship in order And I will set her on the sea And I will sail to yonder harbor To see if my love minds on me I drew my ship into the harbor I drew her up where my true love lay I drew her close up to the window To listen what my true love did say "Oh who is that at my bower window? That raps so loudly and would be in?" "It is your true love that loves you dearly So rise, dear love, and let him in" Then slowly, slowly rose she up And slowly, slowly came she down But before she had the door unlocked Her true love had both come and gone "Come back, come back, my own true love Come back, come back, come to my side I never grieved you nor yet deceived you And I will surely be your bride" "The fish shall fly, the seas run dry, love The rocks shall melt with the sun The laboring men shall forget their labor Before that I return again"